painful
to watch wedding dancing.
more painful
to drink too much and join in,
finding a child,
or an elderly woman
with blue
hair to swing with.
the aunts
come out as one, while
their husbands
eat, lean back
fat in their chairs and
talk sports,
or politics.
have you ever been to
a wedding where they haven't
played proud mary?
none that you can remember.
even at your own,
they did so, without request.
and when you look
at the solid
frozen slice of wedding
cake
still in your freezer,
you remember, sometimes
you'll take it out
and dance
across the kitchen floor,
spinning, dipping.
big wheels keep
on turning, proud mary
keeps on burning.
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